Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

had saved his mother's life, and somehow, despite everything else, this sense of obligation had grown into something larger, something that always pulled Jared toward Sofia. It explained his overprotectiveness, his guilt, his inability to see beyond his debt of

Jared

I didn't realize I had

more intense now, searching mine, "do you think my actions lately are

the need to protect because of her mother's act of kindness in the past, but I still think you should set boundaries. We're

You see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she was never like this. She's pregnant, and

to blame. Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself.

say, Mrs. Smith? Will you be a little

looked away. Sofia was unpredictable, and I can't make promises that I might be unable

as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my skin.

promise anything. If she is not on her best behavior,

soft skin of my neck. I froze, my body tensing under the

and teasing as he traced the curve of my neck.

making a circular movement with his tongue, and this time, I could not help the helpless moan that escaped

in surrender, when he left my

of reasoning at

the bed, and he always left me satiated

for my blouse, and cupped a breast in his large

low, you don't want anyone walking up on us making out in your

my body aching

ringing of his phone cut through the air, halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze, and let the phone ring to a stop before

the phone rang again, and Jared groaned, leaning away from me. He took out his phone from

me, hesitated, before responding, "It's

up in the car. I proceeded to straighten my blouse and

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

home, please?" I said, my voice cold and

responded and

home graced with silence. I was horny and angry. Of all the times to call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make out. Making me wonder if she was all out to ruin